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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Has anyone heard of a Fujitzu Computer? Well, me either. At least not until I became employed here at OCU where the magical machine o wonder was placed into my possession. I’m not sure where they derived from, but I’d venture to guess that this machine was put together on the early 80s. It’s huge, It’s slow, and it does weird things. It’s nearly crashed on me 4 times this year, and the cute lil thing likes to play hide and go seek with all of my files- one minute there on my desktop, next minute their gone.

So with all that being said, I have been on the search for the next step in the world of laptops.I think I have a tiny crush on the iMac notebooks. I know I know, I admit it. I was a die hard PC fan, blah blah blah… but I’m just going to put myself out here to you apple lovers who have tried many years to convert me and say, I’m sorry. Your right, I’m wrong.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Monday, July 23, 2007

The video makes me smile. No, not because it is so stinking cute (even though it is)- but because it gives me the most accurate picture of heaven in it's true form.

When I was a tiny lil thing I remember crawling up onto my grandmother's lap and asking her to describe heaven. I'd close my eyes and picture the golden streets lined with endless mcDonald's stands, cotton candy machines, and bubbles that never pop. As I grew older, I embraced the idea that everyone would be master harpist, and could totally rock the robes and classical music in all their glory.

But in all reality, heaven will be the simple, beautiful, unaltered fellowship with our Father, our 'Abba'. Pure laughter, love, and fellowship and the innocent obliviousness to all pain and suffering.

This weekend I went to Leigh and CJ’s wedding. I really don’t know what it is about weddings, but they seem to put the female minds on cloud nine. All of a sudden you want to rush home and watch the notebook and cry, you want to sit under a sunset and dream of the white picket fence and your future golden retriever named rover, you want to cuddle up in a blanket and watch CMT.It’s sick..

Weddings are honestly like drugs for women. They mess with your emotions, man! If a guy really wants to hook the lady into a trance- he’ll talk about the wedding. It’s weird.

But anyway, it was a beautiful wedding and it was especially nice to see old friends. Afterwards, Justin, me, Megan and Robby went on a put putting adventure in Lancaster. It made me miss megan and all the goofiness that we go through. Gosh..

Yesterday, Justin and I got up early and went to First Church of Christ in Christian Union. I’m going to be honest here, not really having the solid connection within a home church for me has been wearing. You’d think that living in Circleville for 5 years would have provided the opportunity to find a home church… But it hasn’t. The entire 4 years of college I was on ministry traveling teams, choirs, and admissions teams. My admissions position,in the past year, had required A LOT of traveling on sundays. Lately however, I have been free, so I have been on the search for my “home church.” Not having the foundation of a home church for that amount of time is a dangerous thing. Church for the past 4 years had been apart of my job, and anytime you allow church to become a "job" you suffer.

I miss a church family. I miss discipleship and accountability that I had at home. I miss home. I miss the continual fellowship with people relentlessly seeking Christ. I miss Cedar St CCCU ( in portsmouth). It seems that nothing can compare to the church in which I spend the best part of my spiritual life. Most lately I travel back to Winchester with Justin, and I have to say the Winchester has come the closest to a home church for me. The people there are amazing and every aspect of the church is what I have been seeking for! however, the distance is really disheartening. I want to get involved in a church! As a result, I have been doing some reaaal praying. "God, do you want me in Circleville? Do you want me somewhere else???. It’s funny how anxious we get when trying to decipher what God wants for the present. When people ask about the future- I am quick to respond of my trust in Christ, but when someone asks about the present, its hard. I’ll admit.

Anyway, the sermon on Sunday was a simple message on the grace of God. It amazes me sometimes how such simple messages can cut so deeply. The church was warm and welcoming. There were lots of people that I know, which was great. So that may be something. Maybe. I just wish I had a clear cut picture of where God wants me to be. But I have learned to trust in his ultimate plans and I know that he will open the right doors at the right time.

After church Justin and I went to the Ted Lewis pool and swam for a couple hours with all of the lil kiddies, and later took a walk in the park. It was a peaceful Sunday.

And now.. its Monday- and yes, I do indeed have a case of the Mondays. lol.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

You ever lose the remote control to the TV? I mean, for that brief moment in time there is nothing more important than finding that remote. For me, it is not so much being deprived of the opportunity to watch my shows, its more. It’s knowing that I simply do not have the authority over that dang television- the power struggle. There could be George W. knocking down my front door, but if I am in "remote controler finding" mode, than George would be on the waiting list. I think that says a lot about who I am. Sometimes I feel like I should be at a control anonymous meeting. “Hi, I’m Amber- and I am a controlaholic.”

Anyway-Our TV at home (before Rachel just bought the new one) was a unique one. You see, you could not do anything to the TV outside of using the remote. The off button, volume, and channel buttons all were disabled on the TV. so the remote was our only lifeline to the TV, and believe it or not, I lost the remote- a lot.

Today is one of those “I just lost the remote” days.

I woke up this morning late, ran to the office turned on my computer to find a little blue box that said, “Physical memory terminated”. I broke out into an instant sweat “delete, control alt delete, escape, off” my fingers were turning blue as I tapped away at my computer. All of my office files that I have stored for the past year began running through my head, my organizer, my grad school papers, all of my pictures. In an instant, they were gone.That was my morning.

Later on today, I accessed my bank account to find a negative balance. It is life. It happened.

I am going to just lay it out. I am a mess of a person. Today- the realization was sobering. Control is an interesting concept for a Christian. Were taught most of our adolescence to not provide it to another person, we try to gain it, and once attained—Christ says “give it to me”.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

After a long day of work, I decided to treat myself with the food of the gods, hamburger helper (three cheesy blends). So I get my frozen meat out of the freezer and begin trying to slowly remove the plastic, unfortunately my impatience began to boil over so I did the most rational thing that an impatient person would do. I pulled out my handy, machete like knife and begin cutting open the hamburger. Because the bigger the knife the faster it will work.. right?

And then it happened.

I stabbed myself really really deep in my thumb. I learned very quickly what the pursuit of instant gratification will get you- stupid results. Had I just waited and slowly tore away the plastic instead of shortcutting (no pun intended) my way to the hamburger I would not be sitting here with a gashed open thumb.

So my roommate removes herself from her own work, comes to my rescue pulls the bloody knife out of me (not really), grabs her first aid kit, wraps my hand in swaddling cloth and then cooks my hamburger helper for me while I lay a bask in the pain of my stabbed thumb..

Haven’t blogged much this week- or this year.. But I’m trying to get myself back into the groove. I’ve got no fancy videos to post either. I’ve been too tired or busy with work and school to think straight.

Tonight, for instance, right now, it’s 1:02 am and I need to go to bed because the alarm will go off at 6:30 AM But here I am catching you all up on my week...as if you’re really that interested and it’s really that fascinating.

Since there are tons of things going on, I guess I will start from scratch with the most recent events. Last Thursday we met up with Jeni and Craig. They were partly here for work purposes, but mostly to hang out with me.. not justin.. me.. anyway it was good times bowling, walmarting, eating..check it out.

We were bowling... and losing.

Walmarting cowboys!

"Can I please have 'Cars'.. please please please please????"

This past weekend we had registration for new students. It was crazy busy, but when all is said and done we had 40+ students registered for fall semester, that’s not counting the 30 that registered last month (and we still have two more registrations). So far, the next year’s class is so exciting, very talented and on fire. But let me just say, after last week’s hectic registration I could have easily plopped down into a whole and went into some serious hibernation. I was that tired.

Saturday I spent the best part of my day at a local festival here in Circleville called “My Fest” behind the OCU booth. I must say, considering how new this thing is I was really impressed with the turnout. Tons of Christian artists, face painting, skateboarding tournaments, basketball tournaments, blow up slides and jousting, art, food and cotton candy all for FREE. Yes, free… I met some pretty neat bands and totally loved it.

After arriving at this thing I gave Justin a call and about an hour later he came by to help with the booth. We decided to grab some food and long story short we started goofing off and I ended up with a water bottle emptied OVER MY HEAD.. I was ticked. Seriously on a “ticked” scale of 1-10, I was about an 11… Normally this would have been no big deal, but I had to work the booth and I looked like a little homeless girl. Justin was not remorseful. I did however decide to get over it, suck it up, and look like a homeless girl at the OCU booth for another hour. Which I did.Later that evening Justin and I decided to head to Chillicothe for the evening. There we went to Sam’s Club, The movies, H.H Greg, and El Casa del Taco. Justin won me an ugly bear in the movie’s claw machine.